Very delicately
I prime your move
on your every facebook updates
You only draw me
To your callow ‘Secret groups’
Searching for people, places and things
Approve me
For the penance, that
Atonement was my hinder land
Not all, if
My wings are clipped
Still could ruffle your meiotic cell
Very carefully
I blink your nerve
To your every facebook wall
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